Old Apparitions

A touch, a glimpse
Shadows of a life I left behind
Dream dancers
Turn my eyes to those who passed
Forgotton faces
Ghosts that haunt, for no known reason
Something hidden
Behind those past facades
Am I missing something?
Did I leave a lesson behind?
Don't dwell
But my subconscious demands
A secret screams
I must uncover it soon

© 2004 Alexa Grave

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